Women's clothing boss love plan

I received a call from Zhong Linyun when I was dancing disco.

In fact, I don't like to be disturbed when I play. I care about other people's ghosts and gods, and I don't answer the phone.If the person doesn't know what to do after refusing to answer, he still wants to call a second time, which annoys me, and I will be blocked with a wave of my little hand.

But it was Zhong Linyun, so I had to pick it up.

I was having fun when the call came.I don't know how to dance very much, but in fact, how many disco dancers really come to appreciate the dance moves, and it's not an art appreciation conference.

I was lucky today, I was bouncing around, and a handsome guy posted over.

"Hey beauty, can we have a drink later?" he asked.

His words were earthy, filled with the outdated colors of disco halls of the last century.

And...he seems to have misunderstood something.

"My man." I turned around, brushed my hair up, and smiled.

"I know." He also smiled, with a subtle and ambiguous smile, "I just thought you would be more happy to be called that."

He smiled a little obscenely, and the statement also evoked some unhappy memories, and I felt a little uncomfortable.

But because this guy is really good-looking and has a good figure visually, I generously forgive his offense and his old-fashioned strike-up skills.

The handsome guy looks like a veteran at first glance, and his kung fu is first-rate in talking nonsense when he sees people.After posting it, they praised my waist for a while, praised my hair quality for a while, and even moved my hands and feet around the corner.

I was very reserved, I avoided his outstretched hand calmly, and thanked him with a fake smile.

The waist is stretched out, and the hair is a wig.

The truth was too cruel, and I couldn't bear to tell him.

I chatted with him casually, and after a while I lost my mind, thinking that this guy is glib, his face is behind the wall, and if his words are printed out, I am afraid that Zhong Linyun will not be able to read them smoothly.

I pictured Zhong Linyun sternly saying: "Your butt is really up." I didn't tense up for a moment, and laughed out loud.

Your ass is so up.

Cut it off again.

When he said it, he probably had to say something like this later.

The handsome guy couldn't help but chuckle to himself when he saw me laughing so hard, he probably thought he was lucky enough to meet a funny idiot beauty, the kind who could easily be lured into bed.His rank is not high, and he is very happy. He doesn't notice it, but others seem to be very obvious.

The handsome guy is planning to strike while the iron is hot, I watched coldly, thinking that he might even have the room number figured out.

Originally, I wanted to put a few perfunctory words and politely reject this cute little girl who had nothing but looks and no brains, but the phone rang suddenly.

I looked down.

Zhong Linyun.

Yo, rare guest.

I raised my eyebrows, and I didn't bother to deal with the handsome guy who was doing his best. I pointed at my phone and turned around to walk out of the dance floor.

When the handsome guy saw the duck in his hand spreading its wings, he was naturally not happy, so he stopped in front of me and insisted on giving me a reason.

I'm so annoyed, my big brother can't wait to get together, you are at best a dancer, why are you so embarrassed.

But he was taller than me, and stood in front of me, unable to get through.

I didn't want to make too much trouble, so I stopped.

"My husband." I said nonsense with a straight face, "Come to investigate the post."

The buddy was taken aback for a moment, then smiled ambiguously.

"Tell him to come together. Three people are more exciting. I can be in the middle."

Good guy, what I said made me so angry.

I caught it, and it was another 0.5 to 0 to cheat 1.

"I'm afraid not." I said seriously, "My husband is very jealous, and he is a gangster. If he finds out that I am messing around, he will probably beat up violently."

"I'll wipe it." The little handsome guy was intimidated by me, and he stopped pretending, revealing a accent, "Brother, your husband is so wild, you dare to come out and prostitute."

"No matter how wild my husband is, he is very defensive. To deal with me is probably to be more ruthless on the bed." I frightened him, and moved my eyes down, staring at a certain part, "But to deal with adulterers... is not so polite. Well, at least one leg will be broken, as for which one is broken...it depends on his mood."

My acting skills were good, the little handsome guy turned pale with fright, and ran away with his legs between his legs.

I nodded in satisfaction and pressed the answer button.

To be honest, before I connected, I was a little apprehensive.

Zhong Linyun, let alone calling me, rarely sends messages. In the house, we can occasionally have a few conversations. When we leave the house, he disappears like a human being. He doesn’t reply to messages or answer calls. It's like staying in a black coal mine all day, with no signal at all.

His style can be said to be a high-tech version of the silent way of speaking when he was a child.

However, I am not like before, I can grab him unscrupulously, and make him change by acting like a spoiled child.

All in all, I didn't really feel the fact that he contacted me until I picked up the phone. I always felt that it was not him, but some of his younger brothers or the police.

The content of what he said was probably to inform me that he was beaten unconscious or killed, and asked me to help rescue someone or collect a corpse.

Pity me for being a widow at such a young age and beautiful as a flower.

Those who hear it are sad and those who see it cry.

"Hello?" I said cautiously.

Unexpectedly, it was Zhong Linyun himself on the other end of the phone.

"Can you come over here, I need your help with something here."

When I stepped on the high heels and rushed to the taxi, I was excited inside.

Damn it, it's finally time for me to help.

The reason why I am so excited is not because I naturally like to learn from Lei Feng and help others without leaving a name.

But generally speaking, it is Zhong Linyun who helps me, and there are very few places where I can help him.

Although it is said that you rely on friends when you are out of the house, if you need to rely on friends everywhere, it will appear that you are useless.

Pretty rubbish.

Especially every time Zhong Linyun helped me, he didn't bother to hide the emotion of "you are such a fucking waste".

But when I think about it, I can't blame him. Some things are really embarrassing when I look back.

The most classic one is that I just moved here and I don't know how to wash clothes by hand.

Zhong Linyun's family is poor and does not have a washing machine, but there is a laundry room not far downstairs.

I tossed the clothes I brought over and over again, until I had nothing to wear, so I went to the self-service laundry room with a month's worth of dirty clothes.

When it came to the laundry room, I was dumbfounded.

Can anyone tell me why this washing machine is like his mother's heart-changing king kong, it shakes a few times when touched, but it just doesn't work.

It's too erotic!

I pressed the buttons on the washing machine over and over, but it did nothing.

There are a lot of people in the laundry room, most of the people in Tanweilou Village come here to do laundry, the lady behind is waiting impatiently, and yelled.

"Hurry up, Momojiji."

I was already in a hurry, but when she yelled at me, I was even more wilted. I hurriedly took out the clothes from the washing machine and put them back in the basin, and turned sideways to make room for the aunt.

Probably because my actions were too humble, showing the color of a servile eunuch.The aunt glanced at me in surprise, cursing and muttering.

"Young man, the girls are chirping..."

I was beaten up and down by these words, I hugged the basin and buried my head in the mouse, and slipped back to the rental house in a disheveled state.

The house leak happened to be raining overnight. When I went upstairs, I tripped, the basin rolled out, and all my clothes were scattered on the floor.

These are not the key, the key is that my knee hit the steps heavily.

I knelt down and thought about the pain, and I couldn't get up again.

That day, Zhong Linyun, who came back early because he was on vacation, was in a good mood. What he saw was such a strange picture of clothes scattered all over the floor and people crying loudly.

I swear I was crying because of the pain. I have been afraid of pain since I was a child.

However, that teacher has a heart of stone. Even if I cry out, she won't let me go.

Damn, vicious bitch.

Obviously, although Zhong Linyun looks as fierce as the teacher, his heart is unexpectedly much softer than the teacher.

He was going to scold me, but when he saw my tears, he suppressed the swear words, sighed, put away the scattered clothes, helped me up again, and took me to the laundry room.

I followed behind him crying, like a child who was robbed of candy.

However, my heart is full of joy.

If I didn't cry, I probably would have been ridiculed.

Zhong Linyun doesn't believe in miracles.

But Zhong Linyun believed in tears.

Thank you for the tears.

Thanks for the tears.

Long live the tears.

Zhong Linyun took me back to the laundry room. The old lady was still there just now, and I looked really ugly. She glanced at me and started to sneer again.

"Rabbit..."

Before he could say the words, Zhong Linyun gave her a cold look.

Let her know who is the real master in this field.

After receiving the warning of "Shut up if you don't want to be beaten", the aunt packed her clothes and ran away as if fleeing for her life. Together with the laundry people around them, they all made way for Zhong Linyun as if they were hiding from the plague.

I followed behind and pretended to be a tiger, which can be regarded as experiencing the invisibility of gods and ghosts, and I am very domineering.

Zhong Linyun asked me to stand over and taught me how to use the washing machine.

He deliberately wanted to soften his voice, but he was too harsh, no matter how soft he was, he would appear distorted.

But I could hear his intentions, so I wasn't so twisted.

While I was still sobbing while waiting for the laundry, he was a little confused and a little overwhelmed.

I saw that look on his face once.

At that time, he was confronting a wild kitten. The kitten puffed up its hair pitifully and meowed.

His hand stretched out and then retracted, his expression was very tangled.

"Touch it if you want. If you get caught, you'll have to get a tetanus." I said, "although tetanus is a bit expensive."

"No." He stood up, still looking at the cat, "I can't hold back my strength, it will hurt it."

Now that kind of pity and helplessness, the eyes of the superior looking down on the weak reappeared. He stared at me with such complicated eyes, and opened his mouth for the first time.

"What are you crying for?"

His words sounded like accusations, but I felt blessed to my heart, feeling that he was just genuinely suspicious.

I was so hopeless at the time, I couldn't breathe from crying, and hiccupped and said, "It hurts..."

He looked at me for a while, as if he had lost his mind, and seemed to think of something.

"Wait."

Then he went out and turned left, went to the small shop next door, and brought me back a lollipop.

I cried and cried and wanted to laugh, thinking where did he learn this trick of coaxing the little girl of his first love.

He peeled off the lollipop.

I cried even more sadly, damn it, in his heart, I was so useless that the candy wrappers couldn't be peeled off.

Sugar is the cheapest kind, fifty cents a piece, and the price hasn't risen in ten years.

But I was comforted by this cheap sweetness, with sugar in it, and gradually calmed down.

The taxi arrived, I paid, and my high heels clattered on the ground.

At that moment, I was full of arrogance, delusional that I was a domineering female president who controlled the lifeline of a certain country's economy, or a sexy and charming super heroine who was going to save the world on stilts...

Or your own little boy.

When I felt that my awareness of my own gender was becoming more and more blurred, I saw Zhong Linyun standing at the door.

There was another person lying next to him, his head was bleeding, and he was lying on the ground moaning and moaning, making one wonder if he was going to leave in the next second.

I walked over hesitantly, "What are you doing?"

"Wait for someone." Zhong Linyun said.

I turned my fingers hesitantly in the air twice, pointing at myself.

"wait for me?"

"No." He glanced at me briefly, as if amused by my silly expression.The hooked lips calmed down again, and he turned his attention back to the brother Kai Piao, "Wait for the police."

I was startled, leaned over, and asked nervously in a low voice, "Are you going to surrender?"

"No." He was a little helpless, "This person is selling goods in the market and encouraging minors. I stopped him and called the police."

I subconsciously glanced at the brother with a forehead on the ground, and felt that he had misunderstood the word "stop".

Then I realized that "selling goods" means.

"Are there any of you with drugs?" I was startled.

"The rules do not allow it, but sometimes people walk the tightrope." Zhong Linyun said.

I bowed my head, and suddenly the brother on the ground was no longer pitiful.

"What did he sell?"

"Cheap, marijuana."

I have vaguely heard that the smell of marijuana is very strong, like the shit that has been placed for ten days is burning.

Zhong Linyun noticed my movement and frowned.

"It's not a good thing, don't smell it."

"I know..." I agreed with my mouth, but my nose still twitched unconsciously.

Zhong Linyun looked at me sideways, his brows furrowed tighter and tighter.

I sniffed vigorously, and finally caught a trace of rancidity in the air, and I was planning to make persistent efforts.

A palm suddenly stretched out in front of me, blocking the lower half of my face.

The palms are very close, the scar on the palm protrudes, and gently touches the tip of the nose.

Peppermint, a little itchy.

When Zhong Linyun's voice came, the tone was unheard of in a low voice.

"Don't smell it."

He said.